Hauling out Itchy Foot, and getting back in the water where we belong

Written by Mia:

We had many logistics talks about what to do when we would be away in the UK in the summer. Leaving Itchy Foot on her own is expensive and makes us nervous, especially in the summer in the Med. Jon did research, I did research, and even Jon’s dad did research. A few of the options were a marina in Valencia (good price, but far to go), subletting a spot in Palma (didn’t pan out), a mooring buoy in Andratx (not on the sheltered side and still expensive), we even thought about lending it to some sea worthy friends, but if turned out to be too much to plan with bad internet. In the end we decided to kill two birds with one stone and to have some work done at the same time which meant hauling her out in Puerto de Addaia. We met a handful of people with boats in the marina who have recommended the yard so while we were here last time Jon talked to Sebastian, their chief boat dude about the work.

We wrote about our TO DO list in a previous post: you might remember it was separated into tasks to complete before getting out of the water and stuff that needs to be done on land. The subcategories were also prioritised as we are learning that everything takes longer than we think it will. So, the priorities become important because some things NEED to be done and some stuff would just be nice to have done. Creating the list was stressful in itself because there are all kinds of questions, some examples: what do we do with the dinghy? where do we store the outboard? should we leave the water tanks empty or full? should be treat them with bleach? if we do, should we do that before we leave it empty or should we rather do it when we get back?

It was a solid two weeks of chores before we got to haul out day, with an additional two full days on land. We did some Spring cleaning and inventory work as well which would give us piece of mind while we are away. This is Spain after all and there is no room on the boat for both our family and cockroaches. We decided to get on the land a day early to give ourselves a little extra time to complete part of the second list.

When the time came, we were nervous! It was close quarters coming in, with just a narrow lane and no room to turn around. We could reverse but we have a strong prop-walk which really pulls starboard, which means we turn a lot to the left (the bow goes left, the stern goes right) before gaining steering. This means that it is really hard to manoeuvre if you need to turn the boat ‘the wrong way’. As we were pulling up to the dock where they would attach the crane, no one was there to meet us! Hearts in our throats, we waited and the guy came running, they work very hard here, and he must have been called away! We had had radio contact with him throughout the morning. They attached the belly bands and started to pick Itchy Foot our of the water. It was nerve wracking! And to make matters worse, the guys had to make about seven attempts to get up the incline. The guy working the crane is a bit of jokester and was just so cool about it all and the other guy was dropping treaded metal plates in front of the wheels of the crane to give it more traction. I was worried about Itchy Foot and his feet, too! They managed to get up the incline just to have a little of traffic crises with cars wanting to leave the parking lot, a delivery van and the crane hauling Itchy Foot in the middle of it all. We breathed big sigh of relief when she was all snuggled into her space on the hard.

It was a few hours before we could go back onboard and we sat in the marina cafe catching our breath and calming our nerves. They pressure cleaned the bottom, bye bye barnacles! Maybe this will make us a little quicker in the water… And found us a very long ladder so we could climb onboard. Because it is very high up, this is one of the things I list in the ‘outside my comfort zone’ column. We are happy that Teo has been using a climbing harness for security onboard because now we used it to get on and off the boat. It is a very strange feeling to stand on the deck and NOT have anything moving. It feels a bit like stepping onto an escalator which isn’t moving. Standing on our completely stationary deck gave the same lurching feeling. Once we got down below, we were happy that doors and lockers worked as they should. Sometimes, the hugs from the cranes are a little too tight!

Living on board while on land is hard. It’s hot, as there is no sea to keep you cool. There is no plumbing, so no sinks, water, toilets, nothing down the drains etc. Finally, our fridge is cooled by the sea water, so you can’t run it when on the land.

We had to carry water up and down a ladder, or haul it up on a line. We also bought ice to keep the fridge cool at least for a little while at a time and you also have to carefully plan bathroom trips because we didn’t want anyone rushing down a ladder that tall.  We also checked and double checked that we had all the things with us we would need for whatever we were doing to minimise those trips. All of this was eating into our finite pot of time.

And it is a lot warmer in a boat on land than when it is surrounded by water to cool it. And there are a LOT more mosquitos, so the first night we went to bed early to watch a movie under our mosquito net. We slept well and were ready for two intense days of working our way through the TO DO list. Teo helped a lot any time the hose could be used. We cleaned our fenders and cleaned and packed away Nemo (the dinghy) and the bimini. We checked the status of the seacocks, we cleaned out lockers to give access to the guys doing work while we are away, we wiped every surface in the boat with vinegar and water, twice probably. And we had extra stuff to do so the guys doing the work would have access. We had to empty lockers on deck so they would have access and room to work. But we also removed and stored all the clothes out of the lockers in the bedroom and dismantled the bed because we sleep above lots of important connections. Mucho trabajo.

The road to getting on the road was bumpy, for example:

To spice up the time line and to give you an idea of the stress. On the final day we got up early to make sure that the bedding was washed and dried so that we could store them. We got up early to make sure we got them done to find the door locked until 9am – that will be tight. I left a note and our laundry and was back at 8:45 to make sure I was first and there was a man who already jumped the queue. He had his laundry in the machine and had added detergent and I begged and pleaded and guilted him into letting us go first. Laundry wars are not something I thought would be high on my list of reasons to want to kill someone, but there you go.

We returned to Addaia on the 9th of August and on the 25th we were back in the water. In the mean time we have been borrowing a flat from some very generous new friends. We have been so lucky especially given that we looked for a place to live but everything is fully booked this time of the year. We have been so happy to stay in an adorable place with a separate bedroom for Teo and a pool. It has been a godsend to not have to climb that ladder every day and to allow Jon to leave things mid maintenance work and not have to put everything back together. So we raise a huge glass to Stuart and Anne, we don’t know what we would have done without them! As it turns out they will be crossing the atlantic on the same (later start) Rally that we a doing – so I’m sure we’ll see more of them.

Getting Itchy Foot back into the water went smoothly and we all felt immediately more at ease. It was still nerve wracking to see her up in that crane and the noises it makes…. crrrrrreeeeak crrrrrreeeeeeeeaaaaak  just don’t seem right, but we were well looked after. Martin, the man driving the crane in the marina, is cool as a cucumber. The lovely ladies in the office are great, including Mari who organised us a space in the marina and looked after Teo while we got tied up. Now, we’re back in the water and we can continue the work but live onboard more easily.

The final steps of our work is going to happen in the next few days and we’ll be very glad when it is all said and done. Mostly we just want to slip our lines and get back on the water – next stop mainland Spain and west as quick as the winds will carry us.

Where on Earth are you, Itchy Foot?

Written by Mia:

We don’t want to name names or anything but some of you have been wondering where we went. Sorry we haven’t been keeping you up to date with our adventures…July and August went by in a blur!

Back in Menorca

Early in July we started making our way back to Puerto de Addaia to have some work done on Itchy Foot. It is a LOT of work and emotional stress to prepare for a haul out (think of it as handing a young baby over to a babysitter for the first time). The haul out and the work done is a topic for a completely separate blog post coming your way in the next few days (optimistically – or next few weeks more likely).

This little family worked hard getting everything ready to leave for the UK, well more accurately it was Itchy Foot we were preparing for our absence. We had a VERY long to do list to complete – it was separated into two parts: to do before the haul out (when we had water onboard and around the hull) and to do after we are out of the water (stuff to ensure that everything is safe and stored correctly and that we don’t come back to bugs or weather damage) Additionally, each of those lists were again prioritised so that the important stuff is done to give us the best possible chance of returning to a happy Itchy Foot.

Our best attempts to gauge how long a job will take are always underestimated and so in the end we managed 3/4 of the list with early mornings and late nights and running from the shower to the boat to the car to rush to the airport. I will take this opportunity to again brag about Teo and his patience and willingness to help us. He is one incredible Little Man and we thank our lucky stars for our very reasonable and self reliant 5 year old. His affinity for hose pipes and water did help!  Our treat of the day was being invited by Stuart and Anne to use their pool, it just might have saved us!

But, after a lot of hard work and stress we made it. The boat got onto the land, she got a good clean and finally the the manager at the yard gave us a lift into Mahon and then a short bus to the airport. Off to Newcastle and the UK!

The UK

It is always a pleasure to visit Jon’s parents in Newcastle and this time is was even more so! They met us at the airport and didn’t say but were probably shocked at the bedraggled state of us. It was extra luxurious to arrive this time, a cup of tea and a glass of chilled wine, a short catch up and we soon fell into the perfectly prepared beds that feel like home. It is amazing what a little (lot of) spoiling can do for the soul. Teo got to play with his cousins for the weekend and he was on cloud 9. Jon spent a lot of extra time renewing Teo’s passport and following up deliveries of things ordered but yet to arrive. But he also got to spend an long overdue evening at the pub with an old school friend, drinking and putting the world to rights. After we all spent a lovely long weekend in Newcastle we were happy to get on the plane to Exeter to spend some time on the Isles of Scilly.

We celebrated Jon’s birthday with Jon’s parents in St. Mary’s and it was lovely to all be together and on the day we bought him some cupcakes, decorated the room and went on a supper boat across to St. Agnes for a lovely meal. While we were there, Jon and I also had a date and drank Champagne with fish and chips, a winning combination! It was a perfect few days. And to sweeten it further Jon’s brother Adrianwith wife Julia and daughter Alexia joined us for our last night on St. Mary’s before we all headed over to another island, Tresco. Teo was over the moon!

Tresco never disappoints and it was just as lovely as we remembered! We were all together, Jon’s two brothers, their families and of course Teo’s Grandma and Granddad. The four cousins got lots of time together and I think that was the top of Teo’s list. We had bikes and there were treasure hunts for the rainy days and beach combing when it was sunny. 

We even went out at low tide and picked up seaweed to spot crabs and also saw some bright red star fish. We stayed in a gorgeous cottage called “Crab” adjoining Alexia and parents in “Clam”. We had dinners in the main house, called “Samphire”, went across to Bryher to ‘The Crab Shack’ and at our local ‘The Ruin Beach Cafe’. One night Teo had a sleepover with Alexia and Jon and I went to The New Inn for a date. Two dates in a week, swoooooon! It always goes by so quick and soon it was time to say good bye to everyone, that is so hard! We had an exciting trip back to the main land as our flight was cancelled due to fog. We took a jet boat to Penzance, passing by Lands end on the way, and later got a 3 hour taxi to Exeter. Thankfully we had the great company of Jon’s brother and family, Adrian, Julia and Alexia to speed along the trip.

After picking up a hire car in Exeter, we drove down to Bournemouth and spent a couple of days with Jon’s friends from university days. Ollie and Dawn, the host and hostess with the most and mostest had another BBQ. The food was amazing, the garden a treasure of kids games and it was really nice to catch up with everyone. It’s safe to say the adults and the kids had a wonderful time and again it was over way too soon! Wish we had the chance to see each other more often.

Leaving early on Monday morning we had to drive from the south coast to the east coast, as we were flying out of Southend airport, many will be surprised to hear there is an airport there. A bumpy start to the day as the wing mirror of the car had been smashed off during the night but Avis were quick about switching out cars and we got on the road – thankfully made good time to the airport. As it turned out the flight was delayed and we didn’t get back to Itchy Foot until after midnight.

Back in Menorca, again

Back in Menorca, and we lived on board Itchy Foot, on the land in the boat yard for three days and it was sweltering! Then Stuart and Anne, our new friends and fellow sailors in Addaia, came to our rescue and made a very generous offer to let us live in their apartment while they were away. It has been a godsend to have a place to escape the heat. Jon has been working on the wiring, electrics, navigation equipment, anti-fouling etc. and did not have to put everything away each night. So the boat is a bit of a workyard/workshop/bomb site. The apartment comes with wonderful things like a fridge and plumbing! Not to mention the swimming pool and reliable internet. So, we are spoiled rotten.

In the last few weeks our days have been spent either doing boat maintenance or looking after Teo. Unfortunately we’ve all been various degrees of ill. Teo had a bad bout of Hand, Foot and Mouth disease which is very common with kids but along with a nasty fever also left him with a mouth full of ulcers. Jon also felt the it was the right time to get a nasty throat infection – thankfully the NHS Direct information site recommended getting out in the baking heat of the Spanish summer and painting the bottom of a boat while wearing a full-length protective suit, mask, gloves and goggles as the best cure. It took a couple of days but seems to the have fixed it – oh and the added benefit of the boat having a nice clean bottom. Teo is particularly pleased as he always said that the weeds accumulated in Palma marina made Itchy Foot need a nappy – no more nappies needed!

There we are, still in Addaia but very well taken care of and hoping to get Itchy Foot back in the water at the end of the week.

As to when we move on?  Fingers crossed for very early September.

This is why we bought a new anchor – and named him Rocky

Written by Mia:

We had lots of gusts one evening in Soller, many months ago. It was fun at first, as the boats danced around, well at least the ones that didn’t have stern lines out… and this did definitely add to the chaos. Boats were dragging around every where, and one slipped so close that Jon even asked their crew if she would like to step aboard for a cup of tea. At 2am Jon was still awake and woke Mia with news that we too were dragging, and needed to re-anchor. He claims this had nothing to do with his wanting a new anchor, Mia is not so sure… either way, dragging is terrifying and if a new anchor solves the problem, buy two! Or don’t, we don’t really have room for two and the forepeak is getting full.

We even spent most of the next day trying to anchor, and keep in mind while we are anchoring it requires concentration and Teo has to find something to do on his own. This particular afternoon we spent about 3 hours trying to anchor only to finally give up and retreat to the pontoon of doom. The pontoon of doom being the cheaper of the two marinas in Soller – run by Port IBs – which is bumpy, wobbly and full of other boats with questionable parking skills. But we just chalked this defeat up to keeping our sanity and topping up the batteries and the water tanks.

As we left Soller we stopped at Sa Colobra mostly for the photos I have to admit… And the anchor didn’t hold there either, and Mia was running around like a crazy person taking down the mainsail… on her own… while on the walkie talkie with Jon who was ashore with Teo.

The next day things got rocky and rolley in San Vincenc as well. Again, a different anchor that held better would have definitely given us peace of mind and a few extra hours of sleep. Visions of that rocky beach against Itchy Foot’s belly are unwelcome!

Cala Murta (both attempts) would have been a lot less nerve-wracking with a non-dragging anchor. Arrrrrg that place still fills me with dread and frustration, it even claimed a pair of Mia’s shoes and we all know how popular that would be, don’t we? So, I won’t even bother with any details about that place.

When the sleepless nights ratio was more than 50% in a week, we found ourselves renting a car and driving from Pollenca to Palma to shop for a new anchor. It wasn’t really shoppping, Jon knew which one he had his eye on and he had done his research. It is a Rocna weighing 25 kilos and we spent a late night getting it installed. And we named him Rocky and we love him and we sleep better because we stay put, now we just have to get Rocky to read the weather reports and we can kiss mooring buoys and marinas good bye!

Fast forward two months and this all seems like a distant memory. I just found the draft version of this blog post (unfinished and started shortly after installing the new anchor) and those of you who read the post about living on anchor for a month are probably not surprised about how pleased we are with our new friend. Even though he is heavy and harder to pull up and secure, he is excellent in windy conditions and swell and that is just swell. Sorry.

Jon’s comments:

Hallberg Rassy boats come with a perfectly ‘fine’ anchor – a Lewmar Delta and that is what we had onboard when we took ownership of Itchy Foot. Delta anchors are loved by many and while they are an old design (from the 70s) they are still found on many yachts happily sailing around the world. So why did we want something different? Sand – we anchor in a lot of sand and Rocna’s love sand and mostly everywhere we want to go has a sandy bottom (it’s next to a beach after all). Secondly they set (which is the act of securely digging itself into the bottom) almost instantly, exactly where we put them on the bottom. They is very useful when trying to find the only sandy patch in an area covered in seagrass and weed. With our Delta anchor we often found that it would take many meters to get it to ‘dig in’ and set itself on the bottom. It also didn’t like it if the wind changed direction in the night, taking time to set in the new direction. In short, back in the 90’s the Delta anchor you could buy. In 2016, for the sorts of places we’re going to be anchoring, the Rocna seems like the best anchor for the money. Over the last couple of months the anchor has proven it’s worth and our confidence in it and our ability has grown.